The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1887-09-08
Somebody's Mistake.
BY EDNA C. JACKSON.

BY EDNA C. JACKSON.
'"They are perfect daisiesr' II see no
daisies" remarked the middle-aged
lady, stonily regarding the enthusiastic
schoolgirl. Il see three elegant bou-
quets, one of crimson roses, one of
white moss-rose buds, and still another
exquisite mixture. But perhaps age
has affected my sight, sarcastically.
II can discern no daisies"
The girl saluted her two aunts with
saucy courtesy. so sweeping as to
bring the heavy braid Of yellow hair
forward over her pretty shoulder.
Il crave your mercy. madame and
mademoiselle! spoke with the un-
necessary exaggeration and reckless
disregard of the literary definitions of
language which constitutes the bane of
our American conversation. Or, in
words adapted to the comprehension
of my benighted hearers" she continu-
ed, relasping into barbarism, II slung
some slang"
polished" ironically commented
Miss Madge. eying tiny note which
had that instant caught her attention.
It was lying on the carpet, and had
evidently fallen from one of the bou-
quets-her own, of course.
"Hlghly SOP assented the "grass"
widow, placing her slipper unobstru-
sively over the note. and fondly believ-
ing herself the original discoverer. If
the donor of the flowers wished to de-
clare his love for herself in this pretty
way, trivial and unnecessary questions
would be avoided by reading the mis-
sive in private. ''Millie, are you spe-
cimen of Madame Lange's pupils?"
Specimen Why, Auntie, I'm not
circumstance I'm a regularly built
angel! Now, there's Bell Armor-''
She threw back her head, and burst in
to laugh Of such utterly wild aban-
donment that both her dignified guard
ians were constrained to bite their lips
severely to avoid a sympathizng smile.
''She has short curly hair and big
black eyes, and makes up into the
iolliest boy Well" Mile ratified on
breathlessly, "a new girl came in last
term that was just simply too green and
confidlng to live, and Bell dressed up
in boys clothes, managed to meet her
in the grounds, pretended to be awfully
smitten, and won her young affections;
and poor Jenny Crawley-that was her
name-got so stuck up about her hand
some beau that she would hardly speak
to us girls. and were in the joke all the
time, and would just die when Jen
Struggled lackadaisical notes to he.
she or it, whichever you might call
Bell But they got caught y
Mile expelled the breath she had
held all though this rapid narration in
long, loud "whew = which might
have been an energetic sigh.
what did the teachers do with
these enterprisng young persons !?
querried Miss Madge. in cool sarcasm.
Tm coming to that, One night Bell
came under the dormintory window,
attired in long Spanish cloak and
a GUITAR mean, wearing the cloak
carrying the guitar-didn't know how
to play it any more than the museum
mummy! But she was picking away on
the strings, warbling,-
await It'll the clouds roll by, Jennie p
and we girls were smothering our emo
tions in the pillows, pretending to be
| asleep, and Jen was leaning half way
out Of the window. Twas too roman
tic for anything! when who should roll
by but one of the under teachers! He
made dash for the man. but Bell
was over the garden wall and safe in
her boarding place before the teacher
fairly realized his failure. You know
Bell is an outside boarder, which &C
counts for Jen's never seeing her except
in costume.
ssAnd those reckless, ill-bohaved
young women escaped punishment!
exclaimed the sgrass" widow sternly.
aBell might haye.'' replied Mile,
deliciously conscious that she was har-
rowing two nervous systems to their
greatest endurance, ''but she would moi
let that poor little goose bear all the
blanc alone, so next day when the en-
tire Faculty sat down on Jen-"
''Sat down on hertz shrieked Miss
Maasdge. .oh! what grossly undigni-
.'Oh, forgot you wouldn't under
stand" said Mile, plying the igno-
rance of her relatives; s'that is merely
tigurative, meaning. in this case, tried,
condemned and executed Well, Bel
stalked upon the scene and made q
/ clean breast of it. She said 1t was
worth ten years of peaceful life to
see Jen's face. It was worse than
being found out. She went home tc
her fond parents shortly after, to wait
It'll the clouds rolled by She said she
was tired Of hearing us girls sing tht
same old song from morning unit
i night. And poor Bell! Anyone would
have thought, from the fuss those
teachers made for her, that we 60 t.
school for nothing else but to study
their old booksl'
4 The speaker turned two wide brown
| eyes upon her auditors, as il exhausted
| with the contemplation Of such wilf1
stupidity.
.:Sometimes you will find q teacher
j who cherishea such wild delusions, :
remarked Miss Madge, dryly, but ,
pupil -never!''
"Well I should smilel'' exclaimed
Mildred, elegantly.
| mildred, ! believe you grow more
Qttre 10 your language every dayF
| said the widow, with stern reproof,
know il, auntio, admitted th,
! g1rL remorsefully. The fact IL.
need sooiety, that constant friction 9